the hard work. If you ask me, it’s the only way to do the childbirth thing.
But I digress. Vampires. So on the Vampire plane, they’re kind of like humans except with fangs and they survive off blood and copious amounts of liquor. They’re also super into profits. Business is a big thing on that plane. The scholars I’ve talked to say the Vampire plane is what’s known as a mirror plane. It mirrors the legendary Earth plane, so it’s a lot like Earth only way more vampy.
Sometimes you can meet yourself in mirror worlds. That’s why I went to the Vampire plane after the whole incident that basically ruined my life. I wanted to see if there was a version of my parents there. I was seeking solace from the only being who might be able to forgive me. I was looking for home.
But if you ever go to the Vampire plane, you won’t find Daniel Donovan or Zoey Wharton. They don’t exist.
And I can’t get to the Earth plane.
When you really think about it, I’m an orphan. My parents are so far from me, it’s kind of like they’re dead.
I was thinking about them as I ran from the army chasing me. I wish I could say that was an oddball thing to happen, but I get chased by armies far too often.
Most of them are led by a male named Turi.
I was running from him that day when the woman from the Earth plane landed in the middle of the field. She landed right in the path I needed to take, right before I got to the forest I’d planned to hide in until I could find a way to get back home without bringing an army down on my small, cobbled-together family. I could hear Turi’s elite force coming after me. Luckily it wasn’t his full army. That might have raised questions the barbarian didn’t want to answer. Even that massive ass had some political savvy.
I was moving toward the hill that would lead me to the edge of the forest when the sky seemed to open up and a woman fell to the ground with a resounding thud.
I hadn’t been aware there was a doorway here. I knew this plane pretty well because I’d taken refuge here from time to time. I stayed on the move for the most part, but I had a small brugh here that I felt comfortable using, and more importantly I felt comfortable leaving my companions in. This particular plane had no real name. It was one of the forgotten planes, one where faery creatures roamed but no real civilization had taken root. It was easy to access, but I hadn’t seen a doorway open like that before.
I thought briefly about avoiding the woman because I don’t have the best of luck with new people. They often turn out to be assassins or bounty hunters. I gave real consideration to blowing right past her, but she stood and looked around, confusion plain on her face. She had long brown hair and dark eyes that took in the field around her. She wasn’t Fae. That was easy to see since she was wearing pants that hadn’t at one point in time had a face. The Fae are big on making their own clothes, and usually women wore flowy dresses and braided flowers in their hair. Not this one. She wore a pair of pants I immediately identified as jeans—thank you Vampire plane. There was panic in those eyes as she looked up, trying to see the doorway, but it had already closed.
She hadn’t meant to come here. That was pretty clear, and she was female which meant she would be fair game to Turi’s troops. They would do unspeakable things to her. All the things Turi planned to do to me.
“Hey, hey!” I couldn’t leave her there. I changed course slightly, running toward her. “Hello. I don’t know where you’re from, but my name is Summer and you need to come with me.” Her eyes had gone wide and she was staring at me like seeing another person here was a huge shock. “Unless you’re evil. Then I would like to know up front.”
She stared at me for a precious moment before she seemed to decide I wasn’t a threat. “I’m Kelsey. Totally not evil.”
There was something weird about the way she looked at me. Like she couldn’t believe I was standing there. There was a bit of wonder in her eyes,